Woke up late, maybe 11am, late night, went to be around 2am, fell asleep to Black Mirror playing in the background.
Constantly tired, fell asleep with my head on L’s leg while trying to watch Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2.
R made a joke at his NYE party about how I’ve never stayed awake through a whole movie.
R found many ways to slip in notes about when we used to date.
Lots of eye rolling on my end. Who thought it would be a good idea to bring a new date to an Ex’s party? Me, Me, Me!
Overall night went smooth, pretty content. L and I still have not discussed anything regarding relationship type things, I take it as a good sign that he made the plans to come see me, and said we should get together before the end of his winter break…but beyond that this has felt of more a glorified friendship. Maybe I’m used to taking things too quickly.
I’ve lived in with two boyfriends over the past 3 years, both after less then 6 month of dating. So taking things slow (and by slow, I mean are we even moving??) feels unnatural, dispite that fact that everything else feels like we’ve known each other in another life time. Life is confusing, love is weird.
Typing this at work. Much love.